YOU'RE MY FAMILY HARRY
Melody is cousin of Harry Potter 'The boy who lived', her mother and father despised anything magical, including the wizarding world.
The day that Harry Potter's parents died something magical happened to Melody. At the exact...
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Melody's pov.
Slowly, my eyes fluttered open. I sat upright slightly dizzy as a room spins.
Where am I?
Where's Harry? Ron? Hermione?
What happened to Voldemort?
Looking around I was able to identify my location, the hospital wing. Pushing away my hair I felt bandages on my head and neck. Turning into my side putting on my glasses, I saw there are cards, lollies, and sweets all over the table-side.
"Melody!" Harry's voice fulled the hospital wing. Dumbledore approaches with Harry trailing alongside him. Harry runs into my arms as we hug.
"I was so worried."
"I'm okay, Harry."
"Good afternoon, Melody. Harry had just woken up as well." Dumbledore says as Harry and I pull away and he looks at the table beside me. "Ah. Tokens from your admirers?" He adds.
"Admirers?" I asked.
"What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell was a complete secret, so, naturally, the whole school knows." We all smile. "Ah, I see your friend Ronald has saved you both the trouble of opening your Chocolate Frogs." He explains making me laugh slightly at the empty chocolate frog cartons.
"I got some as well." Harry states opening the curtain to the next bed beside me. There are even more cards and candies sitting up on his hospital bed. I rolled my eyes at him laughing.
"Ron was here? Is he all right? What about Hermione?" I question.
"Fine. They're both just fine."
"Dumbledore you never answered my question, what happened to the Stone?" Harry calls out.
"Relax, dear boy. The stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I had a little chat and agreed it was best all around." Dumbledore reassured us both.
"But Flamel, he'll die, won't he?" Harry and I said sadly.
Dumbledore frown as he sits on the bed. "He has enough Elixir to set his affairs in order." He sighs, "But yes, he will die."
